“Just Another Day”
Chapter 18: Blind But Now I See
We drove back at about five in the morning. Calypso glanced back at me as she yawned. I was fighting like all hell not to yawn as I drove. “Sorry if I bored ya. I just thought a night of us just relaxing and talking away from it all would be cool.”
It hadn’t been bad actually. “It was nice Cally baby. So I’m dropping you back off at your house or you wanna just crash at my place so you don’t wake anyone as you go in.”
“Um…don’t matter…” she mumbled, her eyes closing slowly.
“Aight.“
I drove my way back to the city, and to my apartment. I got out of the car, went to open it for her and found her fast asleep in the seat. Picking her up, I carried her in, smiling at how peaceful she looked. Couldn’t help it. It’s kind of cute to watch her sleeping. I shifted the weight, going upstairs and somehow managing to get my keys, unlock the door, and carry her in without her waking or falling. Oh yeah, I’m hella talented! For a moment I watched her, as I held in some more of those damn yawns.
“I know from Brian you have people who care about you. and I want to be one of them”
This girl was something else and a new type in my life. Guess I didn’t know how to deal with it heh. But since I met her, I’ve been guessing.
“I believe you’re not the person you think you are, you’re better.”
“How do you know that?”
“Call it instinct.”
My thoughts kept wandering like hella crazy. I don’t think it was ADHD, for once anyway heh. Speaking of which, I took my pill, knowing it was time to. My thoughts were going fucking insane, but it wasn’t cause of that. Don’t hurt to try and make sure that shit don’t make it worse though. I sat in a chair by the couch as she continued to sleep, my eyes looking at the carpet. I could hear my Iguana (yes they’re freakin’ awesome), Babyface, wandering around in my room.
“Hi Nick, I’m um, I’m Cally and Brian called…um saying you needed help babysitting? Um yeah…I had thought he would answer…” her eyes stare at the ground now. Wait THIS was Calypso? Damn. Just Damn. She looks like the free spirit I guessed her to be from talking with her. I noticed a few spots of paint on her overalls, from her painting I bet. Yes overalls, and she looked adorable.
Thinking back I guess this girl stood out to me from the get go. She was everything I know the world wasn’t supposed to be. I was dating the kind of girl who the world expected me to date. Legs that go on forever, sex when she walks, cocky, and knows exactly who’s she’s dating and what she knows she “should” get from me because of it.
“And Cally ran because fame scared her along with expensive gifts?”
I blinked, surprised. Fuck. He had a point. Damn that Brian. Gets me every damn time. “Yeah...guess so...”
“Nick, not telling you how to live your life, but here is a free piece of advice. Keep this friend, she’s rare. I’ll see you at the studio.”
Had Brian seen this shit before I did? Holy shit. Damn that holy man.
The wind began to pick up, giving a chill in the air. I ignored it. As I pull out my cell phone though, I saw the strangest car drive down the highway and pull to a stop. A navy blue VW van, with carefully placed splashes of baby blue painted on it. Someone hopped out of it and came over, and I couldn’t help but give a small smile as I recognized the pretty girl before me.
Calypso.
Twice she saved me. Had she realized she did? Fuck it sounds clichéd and I feel like a gay sap saying it or thinking it but she did. She did it without asking anything from me. That never happens. Someone helps me and I usually have to pay ten times over through the damn backend with no vaseline to soften the blow.
“You’re shit outta luck man. Not to sound all cliché and shit, but the only one who can help with this snoggy situation is you or that Cally chick.”
Holy shit, AJ had been right. Never tell him that. I’m takin’ that to the grave with me. I should be getting some short amount of Z’s anyway cause I have an ass load of interviews tomorrow with the guys. Eh, oh well. Same questions every interview. They would ask how I got inspired for the song. Heh, I didn’t know where I got the inspiration from.
Or did I?
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Waking up in a strange place is always weird. Yeah I’ve been here before but, I don’t even remember coming here. Last was me and Nick, stargazing and chatting. And eventually getting Nick to sing a bit. I stretched a bit as I climbed off the couch. I heard something tap against the small table beside it as I got up and examined my charm bracelet, which had hit it slightly as I gotten up. Yeah, I still wore it. I liked it was all. Also, Nick just, had this way of making me feel, well extraordinary and not a freak or weirdo like I normally feel. That I was what he’s been calling me, special. Speaking of him, Nick was napping in the chair and I giggled to myself as my cell phone rang.
Devi’s Cell flashed across the small screen. Glancing at the clock I groaned to myself. 10 AM. He’s wondering where the heck I am. I headed into the small kitchen so Nick wouldn’t wake up.
“I’m Supergirl and I’m here to save the world…” I’m running out of ways to answer the phone.
“Lypsi? Jesus, where are you? I’ve been trying to call since 8.”
Oops. “I’m at a friends, I went out last night, and ended up crashing at their place. Sorry, forgot to leave a note and all.”
“It’s okay, where are you?”
“Um, Nick’s…”
Here it comes. I held the phone away from my ear. Yep, angry rants. I set the phone aside, let him talk to air… was that an Iguana I just saw scampering across the kitchen? More tired than I thought… And he kept on ranting. I checked out the fridge. Maybe I could try cooking, if I wasn’t horrible at it anyway. Nick’s phone rang and I answered his cell without thinking. Not my smartest move.
“Nicky?”
Oh it’s Tracy. So, I know I’m better than getting back at her. I know it would be wrong. I don’t like being mean to people, I really don’t.
But I am human, so I did something I never do. I was mean. “I’m sorry, your call cannot be completed at this time…please try again…”
“Who is this? Is this who I-Oh! I am SO going to-” Click. Better. I could have been worse right? So yeah.
My own phone was still going. I think Sebastian still thought I was there. Love the boy, but he’s getting controlling, and I don’t know how to tell him. The phone rang again, and I answered again. Is it so wrong to get the urge to do that twice? “Do do do…your call has been disconnected at this-”
“Cally?”
Oops that was Brian! I laughed, feeling my cheeks turn red. “Um, hi Brian…”
I heard him laugh and felt a little less panicky anyway. “Is Nick there?”
“Sleeping.”
“We have a radio interview to get to soon, can you wake him and have him call me before 11?”
“Sure.” He wasn’t going to ask why I was answering Nick’s phone and why Nick was sleeping? I expected it.
“Bye hun.”
“Later Brian.” I hung up and went back to my phone finally, when I could hear Sebastian asking repeatedly if I was there.
“I’m here.”
“Did you hear me? Lypsi, where does Nick live so I can pick you up and teach him not to take advantage of you!”
“Oh lord, look I crashed here so I wouldn’t wake you last night. It’s nothing, I swear.”
“Your parents come back tomorrow.” I drummed my fingers against the counter with a sigh. My hair was a mess. I was a mess. And I hated when he did this to me.
“What does that have to do with anything.”
“Are you going to act like this when they’re back?”
“Act like what?”
“Like this shallow girl this Nick guy made you! It’s like you changed Calypso, you’re not the girl I remember sometimes.”
“Maybe that’s a good thing. I’ll talk to you later Devi.” I hung up then. I hated fighting with Sebastian, but it was like he couldn’t budge on this at all. It wasn’t fair. Then I felt a pair of eyes on me. My eyes skipped over to see Nick still in the armchair, but watching me with a weird look on his face. How long has he been awake? Did he hear what I did to Tracy? Why was he looking at me like that?
“Mornin Squishy. You keep looking at me like that though and I’m going to end up with the hebbie gebbies.”
“Sorry, and morning.” He seemed to come back to reality then. Still, that weird look stayed in those pretty eyes.
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I watched her, and I think she thinks I’m crazy for staring at her. I, well fuck, I ain’t trying to. I just, well I saw her. Aight I saw her this entire time but tried not to. Now I did, and damn. This girl meant more than I thought. I stood, and I ain’t sure what my fucked up mind was thinking. Stretching and listening to my back crack, she handed me my sidekick. “Brian called.”
“Shit, the radio interviews.”
“He said to call before 11.” She gave me a warm smile, and it was then I knew what I wrote that song we’ve released about. Guess it was hella obvious to everyone but my ass. Heh, well I am blonde like my fans say. I acted it for once.
“Thanks.” I felt hella weird. Strange. I wasn’t all sure what to do now. It’s like hell okay I know this, so now what?
“I would’ve cooked but I’m not much in a kitchen.” She said softly.
Too soft. I frowned, knowing something had happened to upset her. I went behind her, pulling her close. It felt good. I’ve been trying to pull away from this girl so damn much that gettin’ close was freakin’ great. “Hey, what’s up.”
She shrugged, being the one to pull away. “Just a bad phone call, I’m good.”
“Cally Baby, you know ya gotta stop listenin’ to those wanting to fuck with ya.”
She just kept her back to me. “Yeah well, I’m fine, spiffy even.”
I pulled her back to me, turning her towards me so I could look into her eyes again. They didn’t want to meet with mine. “Hey, I meant it, don’t let fuckers bring you down.” I had no idea what was said to her, but hell, I ain’t letting anyone do that. Then, I kissed her again. Aight? I had her in my arms, pulled her close, and tasted the sweetness of her lips. This time, we didn’t break apart. It continued for a few moments, and it felt so damn right. My arms snaked around, rubbing her back as we continued. Heh, finally we had to stop and come up for air. Cally just stared at me, backing away. I knew she enjoyed it. I know she did! I had been the one to stop. So why the fuck was she backing away, with the look of a frightened puppy in her eyes?
I reached out, touching her shoulder. She turned and stared at me. She was scared. But, why?
“Nick…”
“Cally, look I…”
“No, Nick, we can’t do this.”
What? “I think we can.”
She pulled away from me again, looking at anything but me. “No, Nick, you don’t get it. We can’t. You have a girlfriend! You’re a freaking famous rockstar!”
Shit, I forgot about Tracy. “I’m going to break it off with her. And I thought you didn’t care what I did for a livin’.”
“I don’t.”
“Then what does that have to freakin’ do with it.”
“Because…” She turned her back to me once more, wiping her glasses as she did. “I can’t fit in with your world.”
“I like that about you…”
“I don’t belong there. It’s easy for you to say we can make it work. It’s easy because my world is simpler than yours. Me? I’m this frumpy, unperfect, unpretty, college student who can’t get her own life together...and I’d have to try to fit in with this whole world of perfection. I can’t fit in there Nick. It’s hard enough being friends with you. So we can‘t!”
“We can’t, it’s that simple right?”
“Yeah it’s that simple, Lordie, I’M that simple! Your world isn’t!!”
“God Calypso! Can’t you see I like who you are! I hate the fake Hollywood bullshit! I can’t fucking see why you’re so unwilling to try this out.”
She turned to me, tears slowly filling her eyes. “Because I know it won’t work. And I’m not ready for some Happily Never After crap.” With that, she walked the door, slamming it behind her, and leaving a confused as fuck me behind.
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Immediately my cell phone came out. I dialed the first number that came to my mind.
“Hello?”
“Yeah Sebastian, can you come pick me up?”
“Calypso? What’s wrong.”
I sighed, wiping my eyes. I’m way too sensitive. “Just, please, pick me up. I’ll give you directions.”
“Alright, where are you?”
I walked down the street a ways from where Nick’s place was. I didn’t want anyone knowing exactly where he lived. Even after what just happened. Telling Sebastian where I was, I hung up, waiting for him to get here. I was doing the right thing. I knew it. Nick still had a girlfriend, and I don’t want him to have be the reason he cheated on her. Which he has already, twice now. I didn’t like being why he cheated on her. Nick is great, but cheating is wrong. Tracy’s also evil but it’s still wrong.
Besides, I’ve gotten glimpses of the life he lived. They would tear me to pieces. My parents would flip, almost nineteen or not. My life would change insanely. No privacy, having to face what people thought of me, in public no less. I hate change. Hate it. So this was best, really. As I saw the van pull up, I saw Nick walking up quickly. He was chasing me down? Why?
I couldn’t keep saying no to him. I didn’t have that kind of power. So, I did the one thing that would get him to stop it. My heart beat wildly, scared by what had happened, what I was doing… all of it. As Sebastian got out to see what was bothering me, I pulled him to me, and kissed him.
I felt nothing out of it really. Not like I had moments ago when Nick kissed me in his apartment. Still I did it. He never caught sight of Nick. But I did.
It was the look in his eyes that hurt the most.
But I did what I knew, had to be done.
Yet, if that’s true…
Why did that hurt so much just now?
Author's Chapter Notes:
Updated, despite work! Go Me! I also have yet another idea in the works lol. So be on the lookout for that hehe...
And again I appreciate the feedback, love it really. It so inspires me as you can tell. :) Enjoy the chapter!
And again I appreciate the feedback, love it really. It so inspires me as you can tell. :) Enjoy the chapter!
